Just as both sides wore expressions of utter shock, a white Soul Ring giving off faint fluctuations of soul power appeared before them at the bottom of the Sinking Silver Pillar and slowly floated forward.
"This is nothing short of a miracle."
Jin Peng Douluo instinctively reached out to touch the Soul Ring, but worried that it was only an illusion. His outstretched hand hung in midair, never quite touching it.
Meanwhile, the Myriad Demon King beside him had long since run out of patience. A vine extended, releasing soul power and drawing the Soul Ring firmly onto it.
"It is a Soul Ring, all right. Whether in the fullness of the power within it or anything else, it is almost indistinguishable from a Soul Ring produced when a ten-year-level Soul Beast dies."
An exceedingly ugly smile squeezed onto the Myriad Demon King's face, which was as sinister as a drowned ghost's. "If I had to name a difference, the power within this Soul Ring is very complex. It could suit a Soul Master of almost any attribute absorbing it. Simply perfect."
At the Myriad Demon King's words, the humans grew even less composed. They crowded over, staring unblinkingly at the miraculous white Soul Ring, their expressions speaking volumes.
A pivotal moment that would divide the entire history of Soul Masters in two had arrived!
A heaven-defying invention that would draw a dividing line through the history of the entire Douluo Continent's development had finally been born at this moment!
"Chen Ping!"
Xuan Zi excitedly grabbed Chen Ping's wrist and shook him over and over, leaving Chen Ping's head spinning.
"Elder Xuan, seniors, and everyone from the Star Dou Forest, please don't get too excited."
Chen Ping said awkwardly, "This Artificial Soul Ring was modeled after a God-Given Soul Ring